Laughter

 

“We can walk anywhere and we can stop at some new café where we don't know anyone and nobody knows us and have a drink.”

                                                                                                                --  Hemingway

 

 

At the center of the world

our bodies float over each other

near to everything, at the center

of being

 

Not like arrows pointing in three directions

but like our own bodies

pulsing in and out

 

Laughter can cure nearly anything

it is said

it's so precious

It's like an undiscovered metal

no one knows anything about

yet

 

And when they discover how rare it is

O look out!

They'll come to wage wars over it —

that's how badly it is needed

 

It's widely known

how we could live on laughter

alone

 

Not air, not water nor land

is more precious

Who cares about the apples hanging from trees?

Who cares about the lovely pomegranate?

We come to care little for the perfect orange

 

But for a small glassful of laughter

we would kill. Yes, kill